What Was I Blogging?

I wasn’t quite sure what I should call this article. Aging, old age or maturing. As you can see I obviously made a decision. Old age didn’t sound appropriate and maturing didn’t sound accurate. Not everyone progresses equally when it comes to aging. I’ve seen it firsthand in senior homes and in my own life. I’ve seen some ( no names) who act like babies when they get older and some who lose bladder control. I better be careful what I say, I maybe well on my way there. Some people age gracefully, some not so much. Some get better looking as they age, some not so much. Many (like me) lose their hair. Many gain weight. It does’t necessarily have to be that way. Eventually yes, but not always. It depends on, by the way, how did they come up with that name, (depends) for adult dippers? There must be a better name, like , “just for you” or “ freedom 75”. Anything but “depends “. Because it doesn’t depend. It’s pretty clear. I’m rambling again. Another sign of aging. What was I talking about? Oh yeah, aging. There’s another sign, memory loss or forgetfulness. Sure glad I’m not old. Is 75 old?

There are many reasons people end up like this. The problem stems from retirement. When you retire a lot of people stop doing. They plop themselves down in front of their television and that becomes their new life. It doesn’t have to be that way. Sure, I watch a lot of television but that’s not my whole life. I exercise every day. I have hobbies, like writing, karaoke and painting. I go on trips once in a while. I have met a few people well into their eighties, nineties and a few over one hundred that are pretty active. I heard of a man over a hundred who went skating almost every day. I met a man who chopped his own wood. Eighty-six. Just a few examples. I’ve never been the outdoorsy kind of guy, so those things are out of the question for me.
I’m writing this article on my phone right now. Since I’m diabetic I need to check my sugars every so often and I use my phone to check my sugars. So, I got up to get my phone …. Oh yeah. Ops. Another sign, the phone was in my hand. If you didn’t catch that you may be a redneck. That’s all I’ve got.

Emile ( Is that a straight jacket?) Fougere

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